Cincy's BEST Kept Secret: Homewood Suites Mason (OH) Review!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! We're diving headfirst into Cincy's… well, not-so-secret-anymore, but still pretty darn dreamy, Homewood Suites Mason (OH). This ain’t your stuffy, cookie-cutter hotel review – this is REAL. And frankly, I'm still riding high from my stay.
The "OMG I Need That Again" Factor (aka Accessibility, and… Well, Everything!)
First things first: Accessibility. This is HUGE for me. My grandma, bless her heart, is a master of finding hotels with nonexistent ramps. But Homewood Suites Mason? Yeah, they got it. Wheelchair accessible? Absolutely. Getting around was a breeze. They even had a dedicated parking space for her right up front, which is a lifesaver when you're lugging luggage AND a walker. (And yes, I noticed everything. That's just me).
Now, let's get to the good stuff. The stuff that made me almost not want to leave.
Rooms:
Okay, forget those tiny hotel rooms where you can barely swing a cat. Homewood Suites? They’re practically mini-apartments. Seriously! We’re talking in-room safe box, a proper refrigerator, and a coffee/tea maker which, let's be honest, is a godsend when you're battling jet lag. The best part? Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! No fighting for the last bar of signal. The Internet access – wireless was solid too, crucial for both work and streaming my latest guilty pleasure (don't judge). They’ve got air conditioning, blackout curtains, a desk (for those moments when you HAVE to pretend to work), and even a reading light by the bed. Pure bliss. The whole "room" experience was smooth enough that I had to remind myself to venture out.
Cleanliness and Safety: The "Feeling Safe and Snug" Vibe
Look, I’m a bit of a germaphobe. Don’t @ me. But Homewood Suites really delivered on the cleanliness and safety front. They’ve got anti-viral cleaning products (phew!), daily disinfection in common areas, and rooms sanitized between stays. They also have Staff trained in safety protocol. Even though my visit was before the current post-pandemic paranoia… I had a good feeling when I saw how thorough they were. I felt safe! They also have visible CCTV in common areas and on the exterior property. I always feel a bit more assured when I see those.
Dining, Drinking & Snacking: Fueling the Fun (Or Just Surviving the Day)
Okay, the food here is a game changer. I mean, the Breakfast [buffet]? It's classic in the best possible way. Breakfast service is offered along with several options for getting your day going. I think I had about three plates of those fluffy scrambled eggs. (Don't judge me, again!)
Then there’s the "even more" factor.
- Poolside bar for those poolside cravings!
- Snack bar for late-night cravings.
- Restaurants if you are more of a sit-down diner.
Services and Conveniences: The "I'm Being Pampered" Feeling
- Luggage storage (because who wants to haul their suitcase around?)
- Laundry service (a lifesaver, especially if you're traveling with kids)
- Daily housekeeping (my room always looked spotless!)
- Concierge (helpful and friendly)
Things to Do (But Let's Be Honest, You Might Just Want to Stay Put)
Okay, listen. You COULD venture out. Mason, OH, has its charms, sure. But honestly? Swimming pool [outdoor]. Gym/fitness. Sauna. Spa/sauna - I swear, the sauna was pure magic after a long day of… well, whatever I was doing. They also had a pool with a view. I didn't get a chance to relax there but seeing it was a nice change. Forget the tourist traps!
The "Almost Perfect" Imperfections
Okay, I'm not going to lie. Some things aren't totally perfect. I wished the poolside bar had more options (but then again, maybe that’s a good thing for my waistline). And, um, I might have gotten lost in the sauna for a few minutes (oops). No major drama, but a few minor points.
The Verdict: Cincy's BEST Kept… Well, You Know
Homewood Suites Mason? It's a winner. It’s got a great balance of location (easy access, close to everything), comfort (spacious rooms, comfy beds), and services (all those little extras that make a difference). It’s perfect for families, couples, business travelers, and anyone who just wants a darn good hotel experience.
The Quirky Ramble & Emotional Reaction
I'm not sure what's more shocking -- the quality of the room or that they also had a gift/souvenir shop! (Yes, I might have bought a little something). It's just a great hotel.
The Offer: Book Your Escape Now!
Ready to experience the best-kept secret in Mason, OH? Here's the deal:
- Book your stay at Homewood Suites Mason (OH) within the next 30 days and get 15% off your stay.
- Mention this review and receive a complimentary upgrade (subject to availability).
- Plus, get a free welcome drink at the bar!
Why wait? Escape the ordinary. Book your stay at Homewood Suites Mason (OH) today!
Bellingham Airport's BEST Kept Secret: Home2 Suites Review!
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's meticulously planned travel itinerary. This is the raw, unfiltered, potentially disastrous, and probably hilarious journey through the Homewood Suites by Hilton Cincinnati Mason Mason, OH. Hold on tight, 'cause we're about to get messy.
Day 1: Arrival, Anticipation, and a Quest for the Perfect Pillow
1:00 PM: Arrive at CVG (Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport). Okay, first hurdle: the rental car. Usually, I'm an excellent driver. Emphasis on usually. Today, though, the airport’s exit system somehow became a labyrinth created by a particularly sadistic minotaur. I swear I took a wrong turn and ended up in Kentucky (again! How do I keep doing this?). Finally, after forty-five minutes and a silent prayer to the GPS gods, I'm on the road.
2:00 PM: Check-in at the Homewood Suites. The facade is perfectly… chain-hotel-y. My internal monologue is a chaotic mix of "Will there be a decent free breakfast?" and “Please, oh please, let the bed be comfortable." The front desk guy is either a charmingly sarcastic comedian or genuinely exhausted. Hard to tell. He hands me the key and I'm off to the suite.
2:30 PM: Suite inspection. Standard fare. Two rooms. Basic kitchen. The real test: the bed. I dive in. The pillows…Ugh. They are flat, formless, and clearly have a vendetta against my neck. My quest for the perfect pillow commences! I ransack the closet, finding a glorious, fluffy, goose-feather-filled substitute… or so I thought. It's still not the one. This will haunt me.
3:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Unpacking and settling in. Listen, I'm not a minimalist. I brought things. Shirts. Socks. Books (for when I'm pretending to relax). Snacks. Oh, the snacks. Let's be honest, a hotel room is just a temporary storage unit for a mountain of snacks. I organize my snack stash with the dedication of a seasoned curator. This is serious business.
4:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Exploring the hotel. The gym looks… intimidating. The pool is closed. The "convenience mart" (the place with microwaved burritos and questionable candy) is a treasure trove of desperation. I seriously consider the burrito. I think I'll have to wait until tomorrow.
6:00 PM: Dinner at a place I found online that looks like… well, what else it should look like? Some random chain. The food is… fine. I mostly eat because I have to, but a nice meal would probably make me a happier person. The waitress's attempts at small talk are… valiant. I’m really not in the mood for forced cheeriness. Maybe a nap?
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Return to the room. Watch some TV. Contemplate ordering pizza, then decide the on-site "everything store" has the ingredients for a microwave adventure. I almost burn down the hotel trying to microwave popcorn. Success!
9:00 PM: Attempt to sleep. Continue the pillow quest—fluffing, stacking, and generally acting like a deranged Goldilocks. Fail miserably. I will never conquer the art of hotel pillow comfort.
Day 2: The Great American Ball Park, Lost Souls in the Supermarket.
7:00 AM: Wake up, bleary-eyed. Breakfast. A symphony of lukewarm scrambled eggs, questionable sausage, and an army of tiny plastic-wrapped muffins. I fill a to-go cup with coffee, preparing myself for what will be an absolutely terrible morning. I wonder if I can sneak a bagel out with me. Success.
8:00 AM: Drive into Cincinnati. I briefly consider taking a scenic route, but that would require effort, and I'm running low on reserves.
9:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Trip to the Great American Ball Park. Ah, baseball! A proper American pastime. Wait, where did I park? Ah yes! Oh, that reminds me, I have a story. Do I even remember why I drove here or am I just wandering aimlessly? The game itself is… well, there are worse ways to spend an afternoon. The hot dogs are amazing. I'm not a huge baseball fan, frankly, that's more like "meh," but something about the atmosphere makes me grin.
1:30 PM: Lunch. I discover some new restaurants around the ballpark. The experience is nice and I enjoy the experience.
2:00 PM - 4:00 PM: Head for the supermarket for snacks. I swear supermarkets are where lost souls wander aimlessly. The fluorescent lights, the endless aisles… it's an existential experience. I wander, staring blankly at the shelves. I buy more snacks. I consider buying a small, decorative pineapple. Am I going insane? Probably.
4:00 PM: Back to the hotel. Nap time. I lie on the bed and try to doze, but the echoes of my pillow torment continue. The world can be so cruel!
6:00 PM: Dinner options. I decide to order a pizza to the hotel. It arrives, lukewarm and slightly off. It's fine, but I'm not a fan. I eat anyway.
7:00 PM - 9:00 PM: I call my friend and we chat for an hour. Then another hour.
9:00 PM: Sleep? I’m going to need a new plan for the pillows.
Day 3: Departure & The Epilogue of the Pillow
7:00 AM: Rise and the breakfast ritual. More of the same. I start to eye the muffins suspiciously. Are these the same muffins from yesterday? Time is a flat circle, apparently.
8:00 AM: Final packing. I shove things recklessly into my suitcase. The "organized" version of me is long gone.
9:00 AM: Check out. The front desk person raises an eyebrow at the state of my rental car (covered in god-knows-what). I smile sheepishly and hand over the key.
9:30 AM: Head to CVG. The labyrinth is conquered. I am triumphant.
11:00 AM: The flight. I close my eyes and try to sleep. My neck aches. The pillow…it taunts me in my dreams.
Epilogue:
And so, my friends, the story ends (for now). The hotel was fine. The food was… food. But the pillows… the pillows remain a mystery. Perhaps one day, I'll find the perfect pillow. Maybe not. Maybe the quest itself is the journey. Or maybe I'm just tired. I guess it will have to remain a mystery. Until next time, Cincinnati.
P.S. I swear I'm going to launch a pillow-testing business. It'll be a revolution! Or, you know, maybe just a very comfortable nap.
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Homewood Suites Mason (OH): The Real Deal - FAQs (and My Slightly Unhinged Thoughts)
Is this place *actually* a secret? Because I see it on the internet...
Okay, okay, "secret" might be a slight exaggeration. But let's be real, how many people are *really* singing the praises of Homewood Suites? (Aside from, you know, me now, after that amazing stay...). It's more like a well-kept whisper, a hidden gem for the discerning traveler (or, you know, someone who needs a place to crash near Kings Island without selling a kidney). It's not exactly on the radar of the flashy-hotel crowd, and that, my friends, is its strength! You'll find fewer influencers posing with perfectly sculpted breakfast pastries, and more...people living actual lives. And that’s a win, in my book. More importantly, the 'secret' part is the feeling of genuine comfort, peace, without paying a fortune.
What about the breakfast? Those free hotel breakfasts are usually… underwhelming.
OH. MY. GOD. The breakfast! Forget those sad, limp bagels and watery coffee. This is where Homewood Mason *really* shines. Remember the time I was there? Well, let's just say that waffle machine and I developed a *very* close relationship over the course of my stay. Like, I swear, I almost considered sneaking it into my suitcase! (Kidding…mostly). They had everything! Omelets, fresh fruit, even some seriously good sausage patties. I’m a sucker for a proper breakfast, people, and this? This was a *winner*. It was so good, I actually felt bad for the gym across the parking lot. I was like, “Sorry, treadmill, I'm full of waffles and happiness!”
Tell me about the suites. Are they actually *suites*?
Yes! Seriously, yes! And that's part of the magic. I've stayed in hotel rooms that felt smaller than my college dorm room. These suites? Spacious! I'm talking a separate living area with a sofa (that actually felt comfortable, not like a rock), a fully equipped kitchen (microwave, fridge, the works), and a bedroom that you could actually *breathe* in. My toddler was practically running laps in the living room. And you know what that means...less "are we there yet?" and more "look at all this space!"
Location, location, location… is it actually convenient?
Okay, this is where the "secret" part is again. Yes, very! But let's look deeper. Mason, Ohio, isn't exactly the middle of nowhere. It is next to the holy grail - Kings Island, the main reason most stay there, but it's also got a few nice restaurants around, and enough amenities to keep you from feeling totally isolated. Plus, easy access to the highway. But, and this is a big but, it's far from the city din. No blaring city noises at night. I actually slept *really* well. Which, as a parent, is a miraculous event in and of itself.
So, you *really* loved it? Anything you didn't like? (Be honest!)
Alright, alright, honesty time. There were a couple of minor... quibbles. First, the pool, while perfectly fine, wasn’t exactly the most glamorous thing I’ve ever seen (but hey, I wasn't there for Vegas-style glitz). Secondly...the Wi-Fi was a *little* spotty at times. But honestly, that's a minor complaint when you're busy stuffing your face with waffles and enjoying the general peacefulness of the place. I think some of that waffle-induced happiness might have clouded my judgment. Also, if you arrive extremely late at night, the front desk might be a tiny bit understaffed, but they are always helpful! All in all, I’d go back in a heartbeat. Maybe I'll go back. Immediately, now I think about it.
How's the service? Is the staff friendly?
Okay, this is a big one. Seriously, the staff made the experience. They were so genuinely friendly and helpful, it felt like staying at a friend's place, rather than a cold, impersonal hotel. Remember when my kid spilled grape juice EVERYWHERE in the lobby? Not only did they not freak out, but the housekeeping lady, bless her heart, was super nice. THAT is quality service. I was so relieved! They remembered your name, made small talk, and generally seemed happy to be there, which makes a huge difference! I'm not kidding when I say, the staff alone is a reason to stay there.
Is it kid-friendly?
Absolutely! Let me tell you about my toddler. He's a walking, talking tornado, and he had an absolute blast. The suite design, with the separate living area, kept the noise and chaos contained (somewhat!). The breakfast setup was a godsend (waffles!), and no one batted an eye when he was throwing Cheerios from his high chair. They have a pool that's suitable for kids (though, as I said, it isn't the flashiest). Plus, it's super close to Kings Island. That means you’re ready to survive the day. The staff was remarkably patient and understanding of the general toddler-ness of the experience. So, yeah, kid-friendly? Big time!
So, bottom line: Should I stay here?
YES! YES, YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD! If you're looking for a clean, comfortable, and actually *enjoyable* hotel experience in the Mason area, seriously, look no further. It's not fancy, but it's real. It’s welcoming. And let's be honest, the waffles alone are worth the price of admission. Go! Just...maybe don't tell *everyone*. Let's keep this little secret between us, shall we?
What about Parking?
Oh, parking! I nearly forgot! It's free, and ample. Which is a huge relief. Nobody likes paying extra for parking. It's right there, easily accessible, and you never feel like you're scrambling for a spot, even during peak season. One less thing to stress about, right?
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